I bent my finger and found his prostate. I rubbed over it with each stroke inward. I felt his dick twitch and his sphincter loosen slightly and starte... fucking him more rapidly. On one out-stroke I pulled my middle finger out completely, squirted some more lube, and pushed in both my middle and index finger at once in the same rhythm. This brought a loud gasp and Blaise had a white-knuckle grip on my dick.“God, give me the real thing,” he said hoarsely after a few minutes of being fucked by my. "As you might have guessed, I screwed the pooch. In case you're not conversant with 1950's slang ... I fucked up royally. It's been ... oh ... three weeks since I been laid ... or even had someone to talk to besides HAL/Ricky.I'm still living in the boat ... because the ship won't let me out of the equipment bay. I grouched a lot. Finally, HAL/Ricky broke down and gave me a tour. So ... you get one too. It's going to be boring ... this thing is huge.When we were 'rescued' by the spider The hole. "Mom.." I whispered. I was still on all fours, my ass exposed to her."WHAT?" she growled. She had a paddle in her hand. I opened my mouth and "SMACK!" came the paddle down on my soft hips. "ouuuuch!" I yelped and looked up in the mirror.She was smiling as she held the paddle up.I wanted to plead with her and tried again."Mo...." and the paddle came down again.I stopped trying and let my mother paddle my rear trying my best to contain my groans. Finally she got tired and put her leather clad. ”One of the policemen walked to the front of the room and said, “I’m Captain Dawson. I assume that everyone is here to learn about what it means to be a member of a Community Emergency Response Team or, as we call it, CERT.”When everyone nodded their heads, he said, “I’d like to start off by having everyone introduce themselves and say why they are interested in joining.”Dan listened to everyone introduce themselves and give their reasons for joining. Almost all of them had the same basic.